"Zehahaha, stop for a moment. Let me introduce you—this is my sworn brother, the Chaos City Lord."
Pangu laughed heartily and gave Gu Chuan a reckless pat on the shoulder with a slap as large as a futon. The impact resounded with a bang, as if he had no concept of his own immense strength.
The corner of Gu Chuan's mouth twitched. This brute, Pangu... Fortunately, his body was already infused with the power of supernatural abilities, and as soon as Pangu's force struck him, he instinctively dispersed the impact.
Thus, his expression remained calm and composed, entirely unaffected.
What?!
As soon as Pangu's words fell, all the demon gods in the dojo widened their eyes in shock, staring at Gu Chuan in disbelief.
After arriving in Chaos City, who among them hadn't heard of the legendary Chaos City Lord?
The presence of this Chaos City Lord was overwhelming—the pioneer of the Demon God cultivation method, the master of Chaos City, the creator of the Mechanic Race, the number one Demon God of Chaos, a being of unparalleled supernatural might, and countless other titles.
Each of these accolades shone upon the Chaos World like celestial stars, leaving an indelible mark on history and making his name thunder across the ages.
Even in an era filled with Saint, the Chaos City Lord remained the undisputed pinnacle.
Yet, most of them had never actually seen him. After all, Gu Chuan spent the majority of his time in seclusion.
Now, to witness his presence here, at this very moment—it felt utterly surreal, like stepping into a dream. None of them had expected to encounter such a fortuitous event.
At that moment, the surrounding demon gods turned their gazes toward Pangu with admiration. As expected of the Deputy City Lord of Chaos City—only someone of his stature could casually summon the legendary Chaos City Lord.
"Well? What do you think? My group of unruly disciples isn't bad, right?" Pangu grinned. "Come on, Tathagata, give them a few pointers. Let them understand what it truly means to be the strongest in Chaos."
Hearing this, the assembled demon gods were overwhelmed with gratitude. They yearned for nothing more than to grovel before Pangu, for the opportunity to receive personal guidance from the Chaos City Lord was nothing short of a divine blessing.
It was said that even the most powerful gods had only received brief instructions from him. Yet, now, they had such a rare chance. If this wasn't an eternal fortune, then what was?
Excitement surged through them. Those demon gods who had skipped training today would undoubtedly be drowning in regret. Had they known, they would have never been so negligent.
Gu Chuan sighed inwardly. Pangu truly had no sense of restraint. He was blatantly giving his subordinates benefits. Still, for Gu Chuan, this required little effort.
Of course, it was impossible for him to unleash his full strength. If he did, a mere breath would be enough to obliterate these demon gods.
Yet, he couldn't be too lenient either—otherwise, it would fail to serve as proper guidance.
"Ah, that's right... I once created a certain technique. This might be the perfect opportunity to test it out."
A spark of inspiration flashed through Gu Chuan's mind. He suddenly recalled a Dao he had mastered in the past—the Dao of Duplication.
The law governing this Dao was incredibly profound. It allowed for the replication of nearly anything in Chaos.
It could duplicate living beings, supernatural abilities, martial arts techniques, bloodline powers, and even magical treasures. Of course, there were unique existences within Chaos that couldn't be copied, but most things fell within its scope.
Through years of refinement, he had perfected this technique—the Great Duplication Technique.
This supernatural ability allowed him to instantly copy everything from an opponent, from supernatural powers to martial arts secrets, from bloodline abilities to magical treasures.
Furthermore, it created a shadow puppet, an exact replica of the original. However, this shadow puppet was devoid of emotions and possessed an advanced intelligence infused with the calculations of the Chaos Eight Trigrams technique.
Because of this, the shadow puppet was several times stronger than the original.
Even if it had the same power, the same magical treasures, and the same bloodline, its combat efficiency was vastly superior. It could harness its full potential with absolute precision, wasting not even a fraction of energy.
Most terrifying of all—when the original evolved, the shadow puppet evolved as well.
Of course, such a technique held no real value for Gu Chuan himself. But for these relatively weak demon gods, it was an invaluable training opportunity.
If they could defeat their own shadow puppets, they would undoubtedly reap tremendous benefits.
Rumble~~
In an instant, Gu Chuan flicked his finger. The Great Duplication Technique activated, and a colossal gray light engulfed everyone present—except for Pangu and Gu Chuan himself.
Clatter~~
The next moment, the demon gods were left utterly dumbfounded.
Right before them stood exact replicas of themselves.
Not only did these figures look identical, but even their auras were indistinguishable.
It was as if they were staring into a mirror, unable to tell whether the figure before them was truly an imitation or their actual selves.
"Defeat the shadow puppet before you," Gu Chuan stated calmly. "If you succeed, I will grant you a treasure."
What?!
The entire dojo erupted into chaos. The demon gods were driven to madness.
If they could defeat these copies, they would receive a treasure personally bestowed by the Chaos City Lord.
What kind of fortune was this?!
If they seized this opportunity, they couldn't even fathom how much they would grow. Even the Dao-level Demon Gods were ecstatic.
After all, even a single strand of hair from the Chaos City Lord was thicker than their entire leg in terms of worth.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
Without hesitation, the demon gods launched into battle, aiming to vanquish their shadow puppet counterparts.
Yet, in mere moments, they were stunned into silence.
The shadow puppets before them were too terrifying.
They evaded attacks effortlessly, maneuvered unpredictably, and counterattacked with perfect precision. A single punch from a shadow puppet sent its original counterpart crashing to the ground, spitting blood and nearly losing consciousness.
"Hahaha! Idiot! What an idiot!"
"You thought you could defeat us? Dream on!"
"That's right! We were born from you, yet we are superior to you! We can do everything you can—and more!"
"You want a reward? Try again in your next life!"
"A bunch of weaklings! Even if I fought you with one hand tied, you still wouldn't stand a chance!"
"Look at their dumbfounded expressions! Hahaha! This is the funniest joke of the year!"
The shadow puppets burst into laughter, sneering mercilessly. Some even fell to the ground, clutching their stomachs in mock amusement. Each of them retained the personality of their original, yet exuded an overwhelming arrogance.
"This... this...!"
The demon gods were completely shaken.
They had seen powerful supernatural techniques before.
But they had never encountered something this horrifying.
These supernatural abilities weren't merely powerful—they were alive.
They possessed consciousness.
What kind of unimaginable realm and cultivation base was required to create such a technique?!
Even the Dao-level Demon Gods were astounded.
At this moment, their entire understanding of supernatural techniques had been completely shattered.